Endless Blaze: E'isa VS. Bengal

[BengalTheBlazeTiger]

Thanks to XXVV for having this match with me!

Match Type: 1v1, Standard

E'isa, the Endless X

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Bengal, the Blaze Tiger

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Bengal's agent had advised her against fighting above her weight class, but the Tiger had refused to listen. "Who cares if she's a heavyweight? It just gives me a bigger target," she'd quipped, as the agent rolled her eyes. Now, standing backstage at her next L.A.W. event, she was trying to summon that same feeling of self-assurance. She heard her entrance theme kick in, followed by the roar of the crowd, but even that didn't seem to do the trick. It wasn't the fact that she was fighting a larger woman; Bengal had done that before, and had won more often than not. It was the footage she'd seen of her opponent's previous matches. The "Endless X" wasn't just big - she was strong, and surprisingly fast too. Her unrelenting brawler style had already earned her several victories. Now, it was Bengal's turn to challenge her.

She's got a lot going for her, Bengal thought, as her entrance music rose to a crescendo. But so do I. Besides, she had a strategy in mind to nullify her opponent's size advantage. Feeling more confident now, she adjusted her cat ear headband one last time, then dashed out into the arena, swiping at the air dramatically with her sharpened nails. As soon as her striped boots touched down on the entrance ramp, a shower of sparks went up around her, dancing across her umber skin and reflecting in her orange eyes. She stalked down to the ring, pausing occasionally to glare at the fans packed into the aisle. Several of them were holding signs in support of E'isa, which the Tiger found absolutely infuriating. Fortunately for them, this wouldn't be a Falls Count Anywhere match, so Bengal would have to keep her attacks confined to the ring.

Bengal leaped nimbly onto the apron, before turning to take one last disdainful look at the crowd. Then she ducked under the ropes and got into position in the corner, as the ring announcer's voice boomed out: "Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first...standing at a height of five foot, seven inches, and weighing in at one hundred and forty pounds...from Kolkata, India...THE BLAZE TIGER! BENGAL!" Cheers and jeers rained down in equal measure. The Tiger arched one of her trimmed eyebrows, but otherwise made no response. Her attention was fixed on the top of the ramp, waiting for her opponent.

[XXVV]

E'isa would look on at her phone. Confused as it was 7 am on a Friday. Her agent had been calling her non-stop since 6 in the morning yet she refused to reach over. Rolling over in bed, covering her head with the pillow, counting to three. Nothing worked! So in an attempt to stop the "Disturbance" she'd reach for her phone in anger.

"HELLO!? DO YOU KNOW WHAT TIME IT IS.. THIS BETTER NOT BE A SCA.."

"E'isa baby.. It's your one and only.. The setup queen herself.. I'm calling to let you know I booked you another match!"

E'isa hearing match would sit up in bed. Wondering who it could be. Wondering who would reach out for a match against a star like herself. She'd shake her curls curious what her agent would say.

"I can feel your excitement through the screen and we're not even on video.. Listen listen! You've got Bengal The Blaze Tiger tonight."

E'isa would look confused unsure if she was joking or not.

"Bengal.. The middleweight? You're joking right.."

"No no E'isa baby.. She'll be waiting for you in the ring tonight and from what I hear.. She's not scared of you.."

HANGS UP!

E'isa would pop out of bed and go through her day before making her way to the arena once more. The hype was always present whenever she arrived. Coming in to get changed she'd take her normal spot in the back before doing her custom warm-ups this time adding some squats to trying to get her legs going. E'isa would then stop to review her opponent for the night.

"Bengal huhh? Okay.. Very agile, quick on those feet.. The name rings true.."

Then she'd pause in moments where Bengal would not shy away from being dirty.

"Hmm so we've got a naughty tiger.. gotta be mindful of that.."

Finishing her warm-ups she'd close her locker and pop out the locker room. Stopping at the ramp, getting a peak at Bengal coming down and making her entrance. E'isa would look her up and down. She looked formidable, but the size difference was clear as day. Seeing her get into the ring E'isa would hear her theme sound off.

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"Showtime!"

Jumping out to hit her signature "X". The pop was loud but the reception again mixed. Though E'isa at this point had adjusted. What she heard now was the usual. A clear wave of boos and then a contrasting wave of cheers as her fans, some even carrying signs would show their respect. The Latina would make her way down the ramp, swinging her hips side to side. Angering some fans as she'd feint like she was going to give a high-five and then back off.

After hitting the bottom of the ramp she'd hop onto the apron. Making sure to execute her split on the apron. Always trying to pay homage to her favorites before she'd slide under the bottom rope. Pausing for a moment to look up at Bengal, still confused why she wanted this match. Popping up as her hips would bounce, she'd waste no time stepping up to Bengal. Face to face as she'd bump her chest into Bengal's looking to make her back up a step.

"I got up for you? Jeez.."

Gazing deep into the Tiger's eyes as she'd try to get into her head early.

"Listen here.. How about you do what a nice.. good.. tame feline would do.. Sit and pay respect to someone superior.."

Signaling for Bengal to sit down on all fours as E'isa would seem to have no respect for her.